Monthly Archives: February 2014

enlighten me

they smirk the audacity they judge the incredulity their broken-hearts know no love their weeping eyes know no clarity and yet they try to enlighten me no i will enlighten them: not everything is a war sometimes a fight isn’t … Continue reading

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sicky sicky sick girl

I’ve done a lot of learning in my life, and, amazingly, I still have a lot to go. We all have and we all do. Isn’t that kind of terrifying? Maybe? Perhaps it’s more…inspirational. I had to write an essay … Continue reading

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offered hope

My room…my room is my safe haven. The curtains are drawn, the door is shut, and nothing but pure darkness fills the room – minus the dim glowing of the book-light clinging tightly to my book, Wuthering Heights. One of my … Continue reading

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escape

The last page turns and suddenly reality crashes back in. Brown curls fall into my face, tickling my cheekbones and climbing into my mouth. Another book finished. I push the worn novel onto my nightstand and glance wearily at my … Continue reading

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latte

first the ice banging on the counter then the glass as it pitter-patters among the rim next the milk vanilla almond spilling with fire and the chai floating on top of the liquid swirl the glass as it is time … Continue reading

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icarus

he smiles he is shy i should not see his form his hair is black as ebony his eyes are crystal blue his chest dawns gold armor his belt holds many a dagger he walks in my shadow he guides … Continue reading

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down

down down down spiraling towards the end will you make it? does anyone make it? down down down twirling in mid-air to the ground did you make it? did anyone make it? down down down rapidly falling towards nothing you … Continue reading

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thrum, thrum, thrum

Thrum, thrum, thrum. The pounding of my skull reminds me that I am, indeed, still awake. My foot cramps on its own accord and I wince, my fingers itching to fix my disheveled braid. My lashes stick to my eyelids, … Continue reading

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change

their laughter reaches my ears as they kick me while i’m down their blades tickle my cheeks as they slice into my flesh their calloused hands grip me as they toss me around but their ignorant minds do not rest … Continue reading

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always do

desperate lifeless begging for mercy stomped on bruised crying for pain angry tired lying for truth a face for them a face for me a face for no one a storm is brewing a war is coming and i will … Continue reading

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